Crazy causing trouble drug abusing
I've gotta drinking problem I'm not looking for solutions
Uh, and I'm the reason the beats bang
A punk rock criminal I talk with the street slang 
People talk but ain't a true that we catch you up
It's so tough the music hits you harder than you hold up 
I'll take you for your riches while the cops are eating doughnuts 
It's so nuts the doctors wanna lock me away
See people either dock me or they mock what I say 
For you can find me smoking Buddha by the dock of the bay 
(hey hey)
We got homies in New York we got respect in LA
We got some hot chicks out in Vegas we got some poker to play

This is for the West (uh) Coast (yeah) Calais call it Hollywood
Alcoholic frolic always up to no good 
And this is for the West (uh) Coast (yeah) the city of sticky greens the best coast if you know what I mean

Now I was driving through the bush with a trunk full of cush when the car broke down I told my girl get out and push
Man I don't understand why the earth should be illegal 
'Cause there's people drinking forties running around and killing people 
It's a cases circumstances times are getting rough
Everyone has a gun they don't break-dance enough
Everyone's looking for the easy way out 
We meet women on the road and are all easy no doubt (uh)
I used beg my mom for a new pair of sneakers
But nowadays I'm paid and we're sponsored by Adidas 
Boom boxes, bitches, boots and sweat suits, Chevy's on switches, lovin' tattoos 
This shit we say makes the world go round  
But nothing can compare to when your girl goes down
I like them feisty, nice and dirty with class 
Not so dirty that there dirty but so dirty they last 

This is for the West (uh) Coast (yeah) Calais call it Hollywood
Alcoholic frolic always up to no good 
And this is for the West (uh) Coast (yeah) the city of sticky greens the best coast if you know what I mean
[x2]

We do it all night long and on and on [x2]

The city of dreams sick of them raw
And when it comes to our dreams we're livin' them all 
But nothings changed 
You can read our name on the wall 
You see we got it like that 
No we got it like that oh
And I admit I'm addicted to the dope life that heaven sent 
I admit that this life could kill an elephant  
And this mic could kill a million men 
And this tinkle fuckin' lady and all of her friends 
Damn, keep the banging get your swerve on 
maybe this could be the album that I keep my shirt on 
So take this track and put it in your pipe 
Crazy Town represent yo' we're livin' the life

This is for the West (uh) Coast (yeah) Calais call it Hollywood
Alcoholic frolic always up to no good 
And this is for the West (uh) Coast (yeah) the city of sticky greens the best coast if you know what I mean
[x2]

We do it all night long and on and on [x4]